I don't understand...

I hate it,
I absolutely hate it,
the waiting,
the wondering,
it drives me completely crazy!

Has he suddenly changed his mind?
Did I say something wrong?
Did he get my text?

Why do I do this to myself?!
I can't even concentrate,
and my heart races up and down,
why do we do this?
Why is this necessary?

I don't understand...

Faith?

Soo...
There's a new bus boy.
He's tall, dark curly hair and dark eyes,
but maybe that was just the lack of light,
they may be blue.
The bus broke down in the middle of the night,
and there he was.
I wasn't supposed to go out that night,
and I was supposed to go home early if I did decide to go out,
and when time got late i was supposed to sleep at a friends house,
and still I ended up on that bus early in the morning.
Sometimes I do wonder if everything is a coincidence
or if faith really exicts?

First day at work!

i've been working two days in a row now,
it's been great, i've had so much fun!
Yesterday the firealarm went on the floor above us
because someone decided to burn up a bun in the microwave,
and me and my two workmates hurried out to the hallway
to see the firemen run up the staricase,
we missed them but decided to wait until they came running down.

When four VERY fit goodlooking firemen came down the stairs
the had big smiles on their faces,
i guess the other nurses in the apartment had quite an similar idea to our ;)

Stomach, meet butterflies

His hair is dark,
so is his eyes,
every time I meet those eyes i lose it,
I don't flirt,
I always flirt,
but I can't,
maybe it's because this time I have something to lose.

he's funny, but seems a bit lost,
but he's oh so nice,
handsome,
beautiful,
but maybe he's just a dream,
all his beauty lies in the distance between us,
the not knowing,
maybe when revealing ourselfs,
to each other,

the beauty disapears?

But for now,
Stomach meet butterflies...

Broken hearts, just not mine.

I broke a boy today,
I'd understand if he hates me,
I'd probably hate me too,
but I really didn't mean to hurt him,
there was just something missing,
there's always something missing.
Wish I could find that missing part in some boy,
some boy who'll be my everything...

Love? What is it anyway?

so tell me why is love so complicated?

people tell me the world is cruel, that you'll meet people, boys who hurt you.
but i've meet so many nice people. so many nice boys
i wish i could love, because even though i like them i never fall
why dont i fall?
maybe that's good, not getting hurt, but will i ever experiance love?
i'd like to love,
really love someone
opening my heart so much i'd break when i get hurt
not that i want to get hurt
just that i'd want to love,
find somebody who becomes my whole world,
my whole exictance.
Is that weird?